The World Is Corrupt

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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The world is corrupt And wants to corrupt Everything it touches tonight! We get squished, squashed We get crushed We get hit by boulders, rockfalls Good-is-always swimming hard uphill Against all oncoming currents, tides Good is subsistence, God is deliverance Life-lived on nothing but hope Is like having holes in your shoes But you have a reef of dope Blowing your brains But like flowers on baron soils They're often at their most beautiful Squished, squashed, crushed And undernourished You can find they're even twice as kind The world is corrupt And wants to corrupt Everything it touches tonight! But if it's filled with your love That's fine, you-can-blow my mind Cause when I'm-broken, I will heal twice as kind Good is subsistence, God is deliverance Darling, you are meek and mild And then just evil meanness, all the time.

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